on hating and respecting your truth

I used to think toxic positivity was a term that I unfairly wielded against optimistic people who rubbed me the wrong way because I was a depressed person wallowing in misery. Carving a home out of that familiar dread was surely how I protected myself from criticism. "I'm just being honest!" I thought to myself, after spending a significant amount of time demonizing someone who "wronged" me. And…